When I showed up to photograph FB friends, Kate & Charlie and their kids, Ruby and Max, Ruby insisted that I photograph her "without my my brother. Or my mom or dad." She was wielding a large stick at the time. To be fair, Ruby and I have a special connection, which stems from the private swim lessons I teach. I absolutely adore her, and thankfully her parents appreciate our connection. I am in a group show at the Ogunquit Museum of American Art - the first Museum to show the FB Portraits - and Ruby's portrait is in it, so I thought it would be fun to bring her to see.
"Does this make me famous?"
"I think so, Ruby"
"So like if Matisse was still alive and he bought it, I would be really famous"
"Yes, Ruby, you would be really famous"
We played on the gorgeous museum grounds, where she took off on the cliff to climb rocks (and I was scared to death I lost her to the ocean) and insisted I photograph her everywhere. Then out for a girls dinner and mani/pedi. Needless to say, 6 year old Ruby made friends wherever we went, and even tipped our waitress with the special rock she found. "I want to give that nice lady something to remember me."
And then on the way home, Ruby takes my camera and makes a movie "I hate Justin Beiber, but his girlfriends songs are good, I hope they broke up":